You awake with the sunlight shining on your face through the window. Something feels weird; these sheets are soft and fuzzy, much softer than the ones on your bed at home. You open your eyes to look around, but are temporarily blinded by the bright sunlight. Shielding your eyes with your hand, you look around the room. "WHAT!? Where am I?" you think to yourself. Nothing here looks familiar; the walls are painted a bright shade of purple, and the drapes are sparkly pink. There are dresses in the closet and a dresser along the wall with jewelry, perfume, lipstick, eye shadow, and a bunch of other makeup laying on top of it. You are lying at the bottom of a bed covered in a fuzzy pink blanket. It looks like you slept over in a girl's bedroom!
You hear a soft breathing noise behind you, and you slowly turn around. Sound asleep underneath the covers is Jennifer, the girl from school that you have a huge crush on! "Whoa!!! What happened last night? I can't remember anything at all! My memory from yesterday is completely blank." you think to yourself. "This is crazy! I hardly know her, so how am I sleeping over in her room? I think I'll get up and have a look around, maybe it will trigger my memory." Gently, you pull off the blanket and climb off the bed to avoid disturbing her. You walk around the room looking for clues- anything that would explain how you got here. Nothing looks familiar; you walk over to the closet and look in. It's full of clothes and shoes. You walk over to the door and glance in the full-length mirror on the back of the door. Something catches your eye and you turn your head for a second look.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" you scream. To your horror, as look into the mirror, you see that you are hardly wearing any clothes, just a speedo looking thing to cover up, and you have been body painted head to toe as a dog. Specifically a Dalmatian, white with black spots. "How did this happen?" you think to yourself frantically. Staring at the mirror in absolute embarrassment and horror, you see a dog staring back at you. Your face is hardly recognizable under all of the paint! You hear a rustling behind you and realize that your scream must have woken Jennifer up. Panicking, you take a leaping dive into the closet, flying through the clothes and landing in the back. Still visible from the outside, you reach up and pull down a few sweaters and dresses on top of yourself to hide.